Chapter 4556

When Shen Lang was wandering in Meishan in the early years, he saw the statue of Erlang Zhenjun more than once.

Shen Lang almost subconsciously called out the name of Erlang Zhenjun. The huge figure in front of him is too similar to the impression of Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian.

In front of him, the monk who looks like Yang Jian is obviously dead, but his body can stand still in such a terrible environment of space gravity. His whole body exudes a sense of dignity and still makes people feel cold!

Even Shen Lang can feel a kind of imposing pressure. When he approaches the corpse, Shen Lang's breath is a little heavy, which shows the strength of the pressure.

To release such a terrible breath, the opponent is at least a strong man of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian level.

Although the three pointed and two edged sword in the other party's hand has been cracked, it's not ordinary because of its cold light and strong breath.

Looking at the era of the five emperors, Yang Jian, the true king of Erlang, is the only monk with such powerful strength and the characteristics of three pointed and two edged swords.

It seems that there is a strong unyielding will in the body of Yang Jian, supporting his body, standing in this plain and wasteland, giving people a solemn and stirring feeling of awe.

In the past, Yang Jian's cultivation reached the peak of Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian. It is even said that he has stepped into the realm of Tianzun, and his fighting power is comparable to that of Daozu Tianzun!

Such a well-known strong man finally died in the sea of burying demons.

Shen Lang gazed at the corpse, who would rather die than surrender. He could not help feeling.

He stopped and bowed to Yang Jian's body to show his respect.

Who knows, when Shen Lang passes through Yang Jian's body.

It seemed as if something had been sensed in this strong corpse like a mountain. The golden light suddenly appeared in the bloodstained body, as if it was about to come back to life!

"Hiss!"

Seeing this strange scene, Shen Lang couldn't help taking a cold breath.

The next moment.

I saw a huge golden figure rush out of the ruined corpse. The figure is not a physical body, but a spiritual body formed by the will of the soul.

as like as two peas, the figure of the figure is blurred, and the figure is exactly the same as Yang. The hands are still clutching three sharp, two edged knives, and the spirit is magnificent.

"The devil's land, I will die for you!"

The virtual shadow spirit body, which looks like Yang Jian, gives out a roaring sound like a stone breaking through gold. The sound is like rolling thunder. It is earth shaking, and the whole plain and land are trembling!

Shen Lang felt a strong and substantial killing opportunity in an instant, and let it out from Yang Jian's empty shadow, which almost swallowed him up.

"Erlang Zhenjun, I'm not a monk in the devil's land!"

Shen Lang is about to explain, but unfortunately, Yang Jian's shadow does not seem to inherit the memory of his life, and only retains a very small part of his cognition. When he discovers that Shen Lang is possessed by a demon, he appears immediately.

Yang Jian didn't give Shen Lang a chance to explain. After roaring "death", Yang Jian raised his huge three pointed two edged sword and slashed down at the bottom of Shen Lang.

With a roar, the three pointed and two edged swords rolled up the golden lightning and attacked the waves with the potential of breaking the sky and breaking the earth.

The blade burst out a golden thunder. Where it passed, there was a long gap in the space. Its power was so powerful that it was heinous!

"No!"

Shen Lang even smelled a breath of death, and turned the power of the demon seed into a red gold Shura demon God immediately. He raised the killing sword and tried his best to motivate it.

The sword of killing immortals raised a huge blood awn, and was put on the top of his head by Shura demon, trying to resist the power of Yang Jian's virtual shadow.

The next moment.

"Bang!!"

The sword collided with each other and made a huge noise.

The whole plain was shaking like a big earthquake.

The blood light and golden lightning burst out and swept all directions.

Shen Lang incarnated into the Shura demon God to bear the unimaginable power of terror, burst a huge hole under his body.

Shura's feet fell into the ground, and he was forced to kneel down on one knee. He tried his best to support the sword on his head. His bones clanked and his whole body trembled and twitched.

Shen Lang seems to have barely resisted Yang Jian's attack, but his body was still injured by the shock, and a lot of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth. The golden holy clothes on the surface of his body have reached the limit, and cracks appear on the surface!

"Damn it

Shen Lang's eyes were congested, his face became extremely ugly, and his hands were almost broken.

Fortunately, the Shura demon had eight arms, and the other six palms supported the body of the sword, which barely resisted the terrible power carried by the three pointed and two edged sword spirit!

Even a mere shadow spirit can burst out such a terrible power. We can imagine how strong Yang Jian's body was before his death!

No wonder he can keep his body and stand still.

Now is not the time to praise others. The Shura demon God incarnated by Shen Lang is suppressed by the three pointed and two edged sword spirit held by Yang Jian's virtual shadow on his head. He can't move at all, and the situation is in danger."Die!"

Yang Jian virtual shadow once again swung the three pointed two edged sword spirit, mercilessly toward the head of Shen Lang cut in the past.

"Boom" a loud dull sound, Shen Lang had no time to fight back, he was hit by the three pointed two edged knives covered with gold thunder.

This time, after all, his defense was poor, and he was broken by the three pointed and two edged sword with great strength.

With the roaring thunder, the three pointed two edged sword directly cuts off several arms of Shura demon God, and the bladed path of thunder light falls directly on the right shoulder of Shura demon God.

"Ah

Shen Lang's eyes were about to split, and his mouth screamed bitterly. The gold holy clothes on his right shoulder were cut to pieces by a three pointed and two edged sword, and his four arms on his right shoulder were torn to pieces by the terrible golden thunder. It was so terrible!

It's not over yet. When the three pointed and two edged sword spirit hit his body, the violent golden thunder burst out from the blade like a tsunami wave, and instantly devoured the whole body of Shura demon.

Shura demon's body burst and was beaten back to its original form.

In the strangulation of thunder and golden light, Shen Lang's body was hit with countless wounds, and his whole body was bloody.

After the blow, Shen Lang fell into the cracked hole, the blood stained the ground, the right arm was broken, and his whole body was broken, almost to the point of dying.

Shen Lang clenched his teeth. Until now, he finally understood what it was that there was someone outside and there was a day outside!

The will of Yang Jian's ghost is so strong that it is heinous!

And the other side of this wisp of ghost will lost memory, simply unable to communicate, also identified himself as a demon, this is almost a dead end.

But Shen Lang is not willing to die here in a muddle headed way. A mini Guangtian palace has emerged in his palm, ready to hide in Guangtian palace for a while.

"Death

The empty shadow of Yang Jian on the top of his head drinks violently again. He holds up the three pointed and two edged sword spirit in his hand and strikes the broken body of the waves again.

Just when Shen Lang wants to hide in Guangtian palace.

"Dang!"

A shining golden pillar came from afar and stood in front of Shen Lang's body. It made a piercing sound like breaking through gold and rocks and breaking through the clouds!

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